“Diversity is our gift to each other.
We have it completely wrong when we see it as a threat or something that somehow serves to divide us.”
– some random dude named Indika
We can’t have a rainbow with just one colour.
We can’t have a melody with just one note.
We humans love rainbows and melodies.
Then why oh why do we insist that other people need to be just like us, before we can learn to love and accept them?!
I understand that they ‘ask for it’ if they get in our faces. But what about the times when they’re not doing that (but are simply minding their own business)?
What makes us think we have the right to judge someone else?
We know nothing about them unless and until we have walked in their shoes – for every minute of their lives.
Why do we think our opinions about them and their lives are somehow more valid or important than what they have chosen for themselves?
Dear world, I don’t care if you are a man, woman or child, where you come from or where you’re going. I don’t care if you like jazz or reggae or whether you vote for party A or party B. I don’t care if you pray in a mosque or sinagogue, church or temple. I don’t care if you don’t pray at all.
I will do my best to love and accept you, as you are – unless you try to judge me, or change me, or criticize me or otherwise bug me. Even if you do these things, I still won’t hate you. I’ll just stay the hell away from you until you come to your senses.
To everyone I have judged, picked on, given my opinions and advice to (when you never even asked) or otherwise bugged in this way – I AM TRULY SORRY! I get it now.